Open Poetry #11 |
Storms Of Life |
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I am not made of rock < !signature-->nor am I made of stone I cry tears like any other I fear being alone. Sands of time beat upon me some days my heart bleeds dripping pain mixed with love beating steadily, I have needs. I am but a blooming flower waiting past a winter freeze for the sun to warm my petals blowing in a summer breeze. I have weathered storms of life survived to see skies of blue my heart has not turned to stone it beats with love~ for you. On the wings of words our spirits fly, and our souls are free. ~me~ [This message has been edited by Gentle Spirit (edited 12-01-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Gentle Spirit, indeed, the recipient of your beating heart will be a fortunate soul, I so believe... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Indeed, as Sunshine said. . . Beautful GS. . . ---------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Thank you sunshine. Sometimes whether we are strong, or weak, the love of someone special can help us to weather the storms with a little more ease. Thanks. On the wings of words our spirits fly, and our souls are free. ~me~ |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Sven, thank you for such kindness in your words. I appreciate that very much. On the wings of words our spirits fly, and our souls are free. ~me~ |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Excuse me gang, just wanted to get this into the library and forgot to do so earlier. (Sorry) |
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